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Max Lansing

Why will no one tell me whether or not vampires are a thing?!

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a character in “Teen Wolf: Beauty of the Beast”, as played by allimagination

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"So, if I’m a werewolf now, am I contractually obligated to take my shirt off at random intervals? Or is it optional?."




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{Name:} Max Lansing

{Age:} 17

{Gender:} Male

{Species:} Werewolf (Turned)

{Role:} The Pup







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{Height:} 5’8’’

{Weight:} 143 pounds

{Eye Color:} Light brown

{Hair Color:} Dark brown

{Appearance:} Max usually wears casual clothes. Basically whatever he picks up first in the morning. He has a few pairs of cargo pants though. He likes having lots of pockets.





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"Because I wanted to."




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{Personality}
Max is a bit of a ratbag. Ok, a lot of a ratbag. While he can be friendly, charming and flirtatious, he’s usually more antagonistic, aggravating and sarcastic. Max is rather over energetic and has trouble being still or silent. The bite didn’t help. He is, inherently a trouble maker, by now half the trouble he causes is accidental, but since he usually thinks it’s funny he’ll pretend he did it on purpose.
More often than not Max is rather contemptuous of authority, and acts up because of it. He’s a very comedic person, and typically attempts to make a joke out of everything. While he can recognise the need for seriousness, it’s more likely to just make him up the ante. Unless it’s life or death, but he’s still getting used to being in life or death situations.
Max, is however, fiercely loyal once he’s convinced someone’s proven themselves. It just doesn’t happen very often, and it doesn’t stop him from being a pain. He’s dangerously protective of his sister, even though he typically seems to show the minimal about of respect to her. Still, she’s the reason he started pulling his grades back up, and attending classes again.
Though he makes himself attend classes and tries to avoid detention Max gets bored easily, particularly in school. This, of course, leads to much day dreaming and scribbling in class when he should be taking notes or otherwise paying attention.
Despite his often rash behaviour, Max is actually quite self-aware. While he doesn’t always keep himself under control he will take himself away from other’s view. He starting doing that before he got the bite.




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{Likes:}
  • His sister
  • Video games
  • Motorbikes
  • Internet
  • Music
  • Abs
  • Pretty people
  • Learning about the crazy magic and monsters. It’s real.


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{Dislikes:}
  • His parents
  • School
  • People who automatically expect respect
  • Being treated like he’s dumb because he’s a trouble maker
  • People who make assumptions
  • People trying to kill him. Which didn’t use to be a problem.
  • Scotch





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{Fears:}
  • Being taken away from his sister
  • Disappointing his sister
  • Becoming like his parents
  • Death
  • Dragging his sister into danger because he’s a werewolf
  • That the bite might change his personality, not just his body





{Skills/Abilities:}
  • Fighting (Street fighting, not trained fighting)
  • Driving (a number of vehicles)
  • Learning things on the go (like driving)
  • Ambidextrous
  • Math. It’s a thing




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{History:}

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Max had a pretty normal life. He lived with his parents and his older sister Darcy. He was relatively well behaved as a kid, no more troublesome than any other kid. Things started to get bad in the house though. He and Darcy never really worked out what it was but, slowly their parents seemed to lose interest in them as children, and saw them more as tools to use against each other.
The pair became careless. Their father would take them to the range, to racetracks, on his motorbike, anything that would piss off their mother. Their mother, in turn, began buying things they didn’t need and blowing things off, indicating Darcy and max might as well do the same. Darcy did her best to make sure Max actually had the things he needed, even while keeping up with her high school work.
As his parents became less responsible, so did Max. He went out of his way to cause trouble, seeing how far he could go before his parents would actually get involved. It turned out they didn’t. Max skipped classes, got into fights, stole a few cars, stole his father’s motorbike, stole a truck once. He did a lot off stealing. Climbed a few buildings he shouldn’t have. Big and small Max tried it all.
His parents only showed interest when it interrupted their regular schedules, and even then it was only for as long as there was another person around. After graduating high school (age 18) Darcy filed for guardianship of Max. It would have been a big issue, except their mother didn’t show and their father spent a few hours shouting on the phone before snapping at some very important people to mind their own business.
Darcy and Max moved to Carter Falls shortly after everything was finalised, looking to get away from their parents. That was about two years ago.
The first year was rather hectic, Darcy took multiple jobs and Max enrolled in the high school, where he quickly became seen as a trouble maker and a slacker. He once scaled the building and stood on the roof as all the students were leaving at the end of the day. It’s one of his proudest moments. No one else seemed particularly pleased.
Eventually Max and Darcy got into a fight that finished when Darcy snapped that if he didn’t straighten up she’d lose guardianship. Max scoffed at first, but that was his turning point. He began actually attending classes, and stopped purposefully causing chaos. The teachers were sceptic at first, but quickly settled when Max only showed signs or restlessness, rather than intending to cause chaos.
Max actually met Duncan a few times before getting the bite. Though he would never admit it, Max quickly put Duncan up there with his sister.
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Max smashed the branch against the tree as hard as he could. Repeatedly whacking the thick trunk with the heavy branch. He shouted as he did, believing there wouldn’t be anyone else out right now. At least, no one who would care enough to come investigate a teenager letting off a bit of steam.
Finally the branch snapped. Max let out a triumphant shout, even at he turned away to keep himself from getting any splinters in his eyes. He dropped the branch and let himself sit down, only to hiss when he leant on one of his hands.
“Shit,” he cursed quietly as he investigated the small wood shard dug into his hand.
“That looks pretty bad,” a voice commented. Max’s head shot up to see Duncan bloody Cunningham watching him curiously.
“It’s fine,” he grinned easily, “I’ve had worse.”
“Doesn’t mean it’s not bad,” Duncan commented, crouching down next to him, “You need a hand?”
“I actually have two of those already,” Max shrugged, digging out his pocket knife, “And fortunately I can use both. Usually.”
“Please don’t cut your hand open,” Duncan said with a raised eyebrow. Max rolled his eyes, pulling the tweezers out with a pointed look.
“I don’t think I have to go to quite that extreme,” he snorted. Duncan let out a small laugh, then proceeded to watch as Max pulled the splinter out. He then walked him home, making small talk.
“You’re way weirder than I thought,” Max informed him as they neared his house, “And I’d say this was some plot to hit on my sister, but I’m pretty sure you’ve got something crazy going on with the antique chick.”
Duncan just laughed again.
Somehow it became a regular thing. Max would go into the would the vent the energy he used to use to cause trouble, and Duncan would end up with him, making sure he didn’t kill himself. Max kind of hated him, but in the way one hates someone they kind of admire, because yeah, Duncan came and watched, and teased him when he hurt himself, but he didn’t force his help on Max, offered it sure, but didn’t force him.
Then one day Max really needed his help.
Because apparently there was a monster in the woods. Big and scary with claws and fangs and growling.
“Stop chasing me!” Max snapped as he skidded turning a corner, “Go eat a bunny or something you big feral- holy crap!”
The monster leapt at Max, tackling him to the ground. Max, having been in a number of street fights, and having a sister, immediately went for the underhanded tactic of kneeing his attacker in the groin. It may not be human, but it was humanoid.
To his relief, it worked. And he managed to scrabble to his feet again. Unfortunately he was now much slower thanks to the twisted ankle he got from the tackle.
Also he’d successfully pissed off the monster even more.
He was prepared for the next tackle, though not for the sharp pain that blossomed in his abdomen. That could not be good.
Another roar echoed through the woods, close but not the creature pinning Max. Next thing he knew he was watching the two creatures’ snarl, snap and claw at each other. Seriously, more than a year wandering these woods and no one wanted to mention the crazy humanoid monsters? So much for community togetherness.
Max spaced for a bit, not quite used to the amount of pain currently thrumming through him. He forced himself back to awareness to see one of the creatures – the one that hadn’t attacked him – moving towards him, feature’s shifting…
“Oh my God. Duncan Cunningham is a vicious clawed alien.”
Duncan let out a small snort of surprise; “Aliens, really?”
“Actually, if you do the math aliens are extremely likely,” Max informed him, somewhat absently. His head was kind of foggy. He started dawn at his shirt, now soaked with blood from where the other creature had stabbed him, with his five pointy claws; “Damn it, I like this shirt.”
“Max, you’re bleeding a lot, I don’t know if I can get you to the hospital on time,” Duncan said slowly. Max blinked at him, slowly putting to and to together.
“Shit,” he muttered, “No way. I’m not shuffling off this mortal coil ‘cause one of your alien buddies had a temper tantrum.”
“Werewolf,” Duncan corrected, “And he was an Omega, he wasn’t… never mind. Max, this is serious, I need you to be serious.”
Max hated being serious, but he looked up at Duncan pleading with him and nodded slowly.
“I might be able to save you. I don’t… If I bite you it could save your life, but it could also kill you, and if you live you’ll be a werewolf. Like the one that attacked you.”
“Or like you,” Max shot back, trying to think it through. He didn’t know if he wanted to be a werewolf, he honestly hadn’t thought much about it before. On the other hand, this really heart, and he was kind of terrified at the moment.
“I’m dying anyway, might as well give it a go. I’ve got too much to live for anyway, I’m seventeen, and Darcy’s making pizza.”
“You’re sure?” Duncan demanded.
“Yeah, but only ‘cause you’re pretty,” Max said, words starting to slur slightly. He felt another sharp pain, even as his sight faded.


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Max was a bit off after Duncan’s death, though he hadn’t been real close to see it or anything. He imagined part of it was losing his Alpha, but he’s pretty sure most of it is that he can’t help but think of Duncan in the same category as his sister, and that terrifies him.
He honestly doesn’t mind Cole, even likes him sometimes. He wonders, sometimes, about Cole as Alpha, not because he doesn’t think Cole can’t do it, but because Cole questions himself so much. He makes a point to show that he doesn’t think of Cole as any less than Duncan, though his bite is Duncan’s.
It probably doesn’t help much considering he didn’t outwardly show much respect to Duncan.



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"I won’t leave my sister."

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“Time to get up, Max,” Darcy’s voice called from his doorway. Max groaned in response, even as he rolled over and stretched out on his bed.
“Back to school,” he yawned, rubbing his eyes, “Joy of joys.”
He rolled out of bed with another groan, standing to stretch again, before stumbling towards his closet.
“Clothes. Clothes, clothes, clothes,” he muttered, grabbing a T-shirt and pants. Shortly after Max was dressed and fully awake.
“Max! I’m leaving!” Darcy shouted.
“Coming!” Max shouted back, darting out of his room. He slid down the banister, landing at the bottom with practiced ease.
“One day you’re going to hurt yourself doing that,” Darcy sighed, even as she pulled him into a hug.
“Nah,” Max grinned, “Have a good day.”
“You too, stay out of trouble,” Darcy commanded.
“Don’t I always?” Max shrugged. Darcy smacked him over the back of the head.
“And eat breakfast!” she shouted as she headed out the door.
“So demanding,” Max rolled his eyes. None the less he went about making himself breakfast and soon enough he was grabbing his skateboard and on his way to school.

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Max made his way to school without really paying attention. He’d made the trip often enough that he really only needed to look when he crossed a road. Even then it was little more than a short habitual pause, he’d hear a car coming before he saw it after all.
He saw a few familiar cars on the road but otherwise his trip was mercifully uneventful. It isn’t until he’s tuning into the school car park that he spotted someone who drew him out of his day dreaming.
“Hey Rosie!” he shouted as he came alongside her car, moving slow while looking for a car pack. He stepped off his skateboard, picking it up and running to stand in an empty spot for her. It really was the only way to stop people from stealing parking spots.

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Rosetta pulled into the parking lot, waiting for other students to get out of the way so she could park. The longer she waited for rude pedestrians, the more parking spots were being taken up. Then she heard a very familiar voice. “Hey Rosie!” It was Max. She smiled and waved at him. And of course, like any good friend would do, he stood in a vacant parking spot for her. "Such a great friend" She pulled into the spot after Max moved and then she got out of the car herself, taking her backpack with her. Then she embraced her best friend before linking arms with him. "Hey Max. How have you been?" she asked, trying to make small talk.

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Max easily accepted the hug, he’d been a tactile person long before the werewolf thing. They linked arms and began heading towards the class rooms. No chance of being late, he was staying out of trouble and being a good boy.
"Hey Max. How have you been?" Rosetta asked as they walked, making Max grin.
“I have been as I usually am,” he informed her in a proud voice, giving her a wink, “I managed not to destroy anything – always a plus – and I successfully did a number of new tricks without breaking a single thing or getting any serious injuries. And how’s my second favourite girl been?”

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Rosetta gave her full attention to her best friend. He seemed so proud of acting well-behaved. He was supposed to be on his best behavior. It was how all students were supposed too act, but Max had a habit of getting into trouble and drag Rosetta into it somehow. But he seems to be off to a good start. Then he mentioned some skating thing that she didn't understand, but Max was happy about it so Rosetta was happy about it. And her best friend was prone to injuries, coming out scar free was a miracle. "I'm doing alright. I made a lot of babysitting money over the break and now I have enough money to buy myself a new phone! Because this crappy flip phone just won't do anymore." Her parents didn't want her to get sucked into technology so they refused to by her a smartphone, but she really wanted on. Really bad. She had been saving up and now she can afford one. "Do you want to come with me after school to get one?"

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Cole arrived at school, and he wasn't even late! Cole parked in the senior parking lot, and grabbed his backpack from the back seat, and exited the car. He let out a big yawn, and started his way to the school. He took out a pair of sunglasses, and put them on. Because they make him feel like a badass. Cole entered the building, and took a big whiff of the school. Harmonies, anxiety, and sweat filled the air. But he wasn't interested in any of that, he was checking to see if his young Beta was here. And he was.

Cole followed his nose, and found Max with some friend of his. He's saw her around, but haven't really talked to her much. "Hey Max!" Cole said as he patted Max on his shoulders. [color=#9C0000]"Hope ya slept well. Missed out this morning. Grant had a 'guest'. It was pretty awkward." Cole said with a slight chuckle. "Alright, I'll let you get to wherever you're going. See you after school." Cole said and gave Rosetta a slight friendly nod.

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Martian sniffed the air, he could smell his protégé Amelia coming to the forest. Martian decided to meet her first. He quickly ran towards the direction he smelt her coming from. He slowed his pace down when she was within eyesight. He maneuvered around the trees, remaining unseen. He wanted to make a dramatic appearance. Martian skirted around her, and silently came from behind her. "Well, well, well. What brings you around these parts?"

"I'm glad your here. I need a favor from you. School starts today correct?"
He asked as he circled around her even though he already knew the answer. "I need you to watch Cole, and his pack. Play nice. Say you made a mistake. Say that you didn't know it'd go down like that. Say that you were forced to do it. Sleep with him for all I care, whatever it takes for him not to kill you on sight." Martian ordered. "I just want you to watch them, tell me how he's feeling. All that crap. No matter how small, or insignificant it seems. Tell me." He continued to order.

"Oh, and just so we're clear. I'm going to kill Cole, and it ain't gonna be quick. Will you be ok with that? Or are you gonna be....a loose end?" Martian asked as his eyes turned blue, and his claws started to grow.

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"I guess you can say that." Grant responded to Natalie's question. Grant looked down at his eggs with a slight frown. "I wanted bacon...." He muttered. But he was still going to eat them. He grabbed himself a fork, and dug into them like a wild animal. He remained silent as the girls talked.

It wasn't two minutes before he quickly wolfed(:D) them down. He covered his mouth, and let out a small burp. "Excuse me." He said. He went over to the frig, and grabbed the milk out. he poured himself a glass, and quickly chugged it down.

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Max grinned at Rosetta as she accepted the information she possibley hadn’t even followed. It was great when people just accepted what he said rather than questioning it. Then he had to think about what he said, and that was never pretty. He didn’t react beyond a twitch when he registered Cole’s arrival, until the other boy was clapping him on the shoulder.
"Hey Max!" The alpha greeted. "Hope ya slept well. Missed out this morning. Grant had a 'guest'. It was pretty awkward."
“Good for Grant,” Max smirked while Cole chuckled.
"Alright, I'll let you get to wherever you're going. See you after school." Cole said and giving a nod to Rosetta. Max reached over and purposefully messed the other boy’s hair as he walked off.
“You look like a dork!” He shouted, though his tone was friendly. This done, Max turned back towards Rosetta, “I would be happy to accompany you, as soon as I find out whether that ‘see you after school’ was obligatory or not.”
A scent caught his attention, making him pause and look around, suddenly alert. He held back a growl, forcefully reminding himself that Rosetta was right next to him. He was still adapting to his sensed and pinning down scents, and, all things considered, he may not have even been with the pack long enough to know why the scent put him on ease.
Part of him wished Cole had waited a little longer before leaving. A big part.

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Rosetta nodded at the guy Max was talking to. She didn't know that guy very much and she didn't really seem the need too. When he left, her attention went back to the guy with his arms wrapped around her. "Alright. Don't feel obligated to come. I'm just throwing it out there." Then all of a sudden Max was in his own world. He looked upset. Rosetta looked around and she didn't see anything. "Are you alright?" She asked. They had finally got into the school and towards her locker. Letting her friend go, she opened her locker to grab her things.

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Amilia entered through the side entrance of the school, and a familiar scent hit her. It was of Cole's pack, definitely someone new. She decided to follow the scent and investigate this new member. Maybe this thing could lead her to Cole. She walked the familiar hallways and people looked at her almost in disbelief. Technically no one new the details of the her disappearance, she stayed low at her aunt's house for a while. Most probably though her dead, since her parents were dead. As she walked with a smile on her face, the scent grew stronger, the smell practically radiated from around the corner. She fixed her hair, then walked around the corner and as she passed two strangers she accidentally collided with one of them. She was about to be extremely pissed and walk off when it hit her that it was the guy who's scent was screaming COLE at her. She turned around and smiled, "Oh, I'm sorry. I wasn't paying any attention to where I was going. I'm Millie by the way, I don't remember seeing you two last year. she said with a smile, and extended her hand for a shake. Her eyes filled with false innocence, as she did her best to hide her scent. He must not figure out who she is, that's for Cole to discover.

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"Are you alright?" Rosetta asked, snapping Max back to reality. Right school. He leant up against the lockers one they separated and leant up against the other lockers.
“Yeah, I’m fine,” he assured with a smile, “Just, you know, first day back at school, getting back into the swing. Seriously though, on the first day that should- whoa!”
He was cut off though, when another girl bumped into Rosetta. He reacted automatically, darting forward to catch his friend before she could do more than stumble a little.
The girl who’d bumped into Rosetta turned and smiled.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I wasn't paying any attention to where I was going. I'm Millie by the way, I don't remember seeing you two last year.” She greeted, keeping up the smile and extended her hand for a shake.
“Max,” Max replied, giving her a nod rather than a handshake as he quickly checked Rosetta was ok. He gave his friend a small, abashed smile as he reigned in his slight protectiveness. It’d gotten a tad worse after the bite, but not much. He’d do anything for Darcy, and Rosetta had won a quick place beside her. Duncan had been up there too but…
He mentally shook that thought away, turning back to the girl and pulling a smile onto his face.

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Rosetta closed her locker and then she was knocked into by some new chick. She was about to tumble over, but Max had her. He had always been the extra protective over her. He was like the older brother she never asked for. She was grateful to have him. Now she never had problems with anyone. "It's fine. I'm Rosetta" She adjusted her clothes and looked at Max. "Max I'm fine." she said. He had a a worried look on his face. Then she put on a smile for Millie, but she didn't plan to stay at her locker for long. Rosetta rocked on her heels before speaking up. "Well it was nice to meet you. But I need to find a vending machine." She didn't know if Max was going to follow her or not, but Rosetta walked away to go find that vending machine.

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Amilia retracted her hand, as the guy introduced himself as "Max". As the girl who introduced herself as Rosetta left to some vending machine. It seemed as if Max was about to follow her, when Millie reached out towards him asking "Hey Max, you seem like the person who could help me. Do you know where these classes are?" Hopefully Max wouldn't figure out that she actually attended this school before, and knew it like the back of her hand. She takes out a paper with the schedule on it. There is bound to be a class that she has with Cole, she made sure of it. A little talk with the counselor was all it took. She just had to keep her cool, especially before her big act.

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Cole was well on his way to his first class, but then a scent caught his nose. A scent he hasn't smelt for awhile, one he thought he'd never smell again. It was of Amilia. Cole started to hyperventilate. He calmed down a minute later. It couldn't have been her, she's dead. Isn't she? He followed the scent, and it ended at Max, his friend, and Amilia, alive and well. Cole hid around the corner to gather his thoughts. 'What the hell?! She's dead?! She....she....' He screamed in his head. Emotions swelled inside him. Hate, regret, anger, and even a little bit relief.

Cole regained his composure, and stepped out of the corner. He gave Amilia a fierce glare. He was sure that she saw him, and he went back around the corner. He took out his phone, and quickly texted Grant 'Amilia's alive, & in school'. He put his phone away, and then he ducked into a janitors closet. It was pitch dark inside the closet. He sat down on a stool, and waited for her, with only the bright crimson glare from his Alpha eyes as a light in the room. He sat there, motionless, with a expression of perpetual anger.
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"My bacon....." Grant pouted as Alex stole a piece. He quickly downed the rest in the manner of seconds. "Yeah, I haven't heard anything from him. I've got a few feelers out for him. And a old army buddy's sitting on his apartment incase he comes back. But I will say one thing about him, he's smart." Grant said as he chewed his food. Yeah, he has the manners of a wolf as well. "But he'll make his move. I'm pretty sure it'll be soon too."

Grant's phone then went off in his pocket. He took it out to see that he got a text from Cole. He read the text, and then took a double take on it. "Son of a...." he muttered. "This can't be right. I just got a text from Cole. Evidently Miss Amilia Harrell is alive, and back in school." Grant stated. "You guys remember her right? She, and her parents were with Martian. She was big buds with Cole. Hell, I remember him asking for advice to ask her out before everything went down. If she's still with Martian, there's no telling what he'd do with her."

"What do we do? We can't storm a high school, and take her. I'm not comfortable with Cole, and the Pup being there alone with her without back up."
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"Hey Max, you seem like the person who could help me. Do you know where these classes are?"
“Uh, yeah, sure,” Max nodded after glancing at the timetable, he turned quickly to shout, “Later Rosie!”
This done, he turned back to Millie with a grin, looking over the time table again.
“So, classes, I can totally get you there,” he assured, “I know this place back to front, though, I will admit, it’s far easier to get around from the outside, but I have it on good authority that the Principle doesn’t like people climbing the school. I suspect it’s a legal thing, if we were to fall and die he’d be in trouble.
“Besides, I’m actually not allowed to do that again.”

Pity too, he got a great view from the top of the school. It’d be even better with the werewolf senses.
That thought reminded him of earlier, and he held back a twitch. He had to keep his wolf under control at school, which meant tamping down on a lot of instincts. He didn’t like it, it made him feel vulnerable, but it was better than the other option.
This meant he made sure to take shallow breathes, still able to catch scents, but not pin point them. Thus preventing himself from attacking anything or running to find Cole, despite the nagging want to be with his Alpha.

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Amilia listened as Max told her that it'd be easier to navigate the school from the outside, and noticed Cole appear from around the corner and then disappeared out of her view. So he knows she's here, yet Max doesn't know who she it yet. She noticed how Max was clearly very new to the whole werewolf thing. Poor kid, probably still unsure of a lot of things, dependent on his alpha. "You've been on top of this school?" asks with enthusiasm. She sensed that Cole was nearby, waiting. Did Max sense his alpha's change in mood? "Do you think you can maybe take me there? It'd be like an adventure or something, you like stuff like that, right?. I promise I won't fall, I'm good on my feet, I swear." Amilia begged Max, not only with her words but with her eyes.

She could skip a few classes honestly, school wasn't that eager to start school anyway. And the rooftop sounds like the perfect place to talk to Cole. She needed to get on the inside, see what she missed out on while hiding away from the world. The only downside would be getting caught by the principal, the hunter in town, she still wasn't sure if he knew she was still alive.

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"Do you think you can maybe take me there? It'd be like an adventure or something, you like stuff like that, right? I promise I won't fall, I'm good on my feet, I swear."
“Yeah, I’ve been on the roof,” Max laughed easily, enjoying the memory, “But, alas, I have been banned from doing it again. By three different parties. But high five for your willingness to do crazy stuff.”
He held his hand out for her, even as he guided her through the school, easily weaving through the other student. They still had a tendency to try and put space between themselves and him. Everyone was waiting for his to go back to doing stupid things for the thrill. Which, admittedly, he thought about a lot.
“I can totally show you the easiest way up though, if you want to go on without me,” he offered thoughtfully, “You just have to swear not to incriminate me.”
He pulled her out of the crowd of students, against the wall as a group of jocks went past. It was easier to avoid them by sticking to the wall than try to push through them. It did bring the unfortunate danger of getting hit if a couple attempted to rush out of the janitor’s closet. But that wasn’t as common as you’d think.

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“I can totally show you the easiest way up though, if you want to go on without me,” he offered thoughtfully, “You just have to swear not to incriminate me.” was not what Millie wanted to hear. Max was nice enough to offer to show her the easiest way up. She honestly didn't care much about the rooftop now, her thoughts focused on the Alpha that was somewhere close by. Did Max seriously not realize how close his Alpha was to him? Apparently not, and it was even more evident when Max pulled Amilia out of the crowd of annoying jocks. They were in front of the janitor's closet, she noticed right away when she discreetly sniffed the air around her that Cole was in THIS janitor closet.

As the jocks passed by Amilia looked over at Max and thanked him "Thanks I probably would've been squished between their oh so 'bulging' muscles." added sarcastically. She was facing away from the door, but it didn't take much with her hearing to hear Cole on the other side breathing pretty unstably, It is pretty hard to grasp the fact that Amilia was alive. "You think anyone is in there." Amilia rather stated than asked. She knocked on the door slightly, wouldn't be a surprise if you knocked, but then again it was Cole who in there. Cole didn't need a knock on the door to know who was in front of it, Amilia held in a giggle as she opened the door to the janitor's closet slowly and wide enough for her to walk in. "Look Max, it looks like we've found someone!" she exclaimed in a overjoyed tone as she saw a figure sitting on a stool in the center of the janitor's closet.

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